Hey, I work from eight to five just to stay alive I face that strife, that rat-face life, I'm running round in circles every day it's all the same (yeah, yeah) I simply act a part, I'm trying to look smart, a man of work (You're just a jerk) Won't you take a look inside and you see: I don't give a damn (yeah, yeah) At home, at work at every place, I bow and scrape, I race the race A modern slave, caught in his golden cave (
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